A Place To Rest The Mind
I am sick
I have an illusion
That I am able
To accomplish
Anything in this world
A very bad virus
That runs in my blood
In the family
Have to eat medicin
To stop the will to change
Have to drink
Have to work
Have to run
Have to fight
Have to be depressed
Just I don’t try to change
Anything in this world
It is all OK
The danger
Is change
Everyone tells me
Everything has to be
The same
Forever and ever
But they eat their hart out
Sorry
Just mention it
Trapped in between
What once was
And
What is going to be
I drop my mind, prejudice and thinking
Meeting my demons at the door
Alone facing the nightmare of
Bad existence
Love is not
Hate is not
But I am
Madnesses is always here
Like a toy
Running up and down
The stairs
The madness of creation
Has taken hold of me
I enjoy it
Floating along
Angry messy people around me does not
Stop me any more
Sometimes the world
Start acting against you
Collectively
And all you have to do
Is to watch
And laugh
Whatever you do
Does matter
And does not matter
Beyond this point
That you already past
Long, long time ago
Deep roots connect you
To what might be
Your authentic self
The sun has already
Set and left for better
Latitudes
Fighting for my survival
This might not be possible
I wish that it will work
I do not know how
I will do this but
I will do this only if
My dreams and desires
Align themselves with
The complexity of my
Soul
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